Boosie Badazz - Mind of a Maniac lyrics

I done showed the world
Now we finna wrap it up
Ya know what I'm sayin
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
What part of real you
Niggas don't under stand
Lemme talk to ya'll before we leave

I keep a gat cause niggas
Murder gotta bad habit
Of purple in the studio I murk ya
I'm comin mane
I swear to God I'm thuggin hard trill
Niggas deal witcha big Glocks off top
We ain't stuntin mane we street niggas
We eat niggas off tracks from Mouse and B
You betta be bout ya bread ya talk to me
Mom ya wonder why ya child's so bad, because
The fuckin body bags done hypnotized my ass
It's deep
Holdin on to this money mane I gotta get it
Choppers and a Glock 40 play with
Me you get ya issue
Wrap ya dick up cause ya dick will have the
Hiccups, you're rich if ya marry a bitch
Get a prenupt (I ain't go no mind)

Welcome to the mind of a maniac
(street nigga, street nigga)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
(street nigga, street nigga)

Thug life
That's all we know so we grow until some
Beasts when we can let off them leeches
We go and get it, get ya weight up
And when them camera flash you ain't never
Gotta ask it's that's Boosie bad azz
Straight up! I ain’t just running the south
I ain't runnin my mouth
Spade for spade I'm the realest nigga out
Know what I'm talkin bout
My niggas let Joc out
Jealous cause we fresher than rest of
Them fellas done stick together
Gotta have alarms, locks, I
Can't trust nobody, I
Gotta keep a desert eagle nigga know I got it
Heart full of fuckin pain cause
I'm tired of gettin stabbed
And grabbed by all these
The mutha fuckin crabs
I laugh and maintain don't switch
The game plan and
Fuck the police they bring us no peace
This the mind of me
(Boosie boo) so much shit goin on where I
Roam how I'm gonna find some peace?
They say I'm a role model, but I'm not a
Role model, gotta smile when I ain't gotta
Tired & still holla
I'm a boss so I go off, know I like
To show off, on the road of riches
Gotta murda these niggas (Ain't got no mind)

Welcome to the mind of a maniac
(street nigga, street nigga)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
(street nigga, street nigga)

We holla fuck cops
If we fall off with this rap mane it's
Back to the trap to bust blocks
Man who can I trust not, nigga fuckin up
The game, it's down to momma pain
& CEO's and main mane
Gon' be in the chain gang these niggas
Don't stop playin from niggas, and bitches
Yes sir I got game
God cursed me with diabetes I
Feel like I'm insane
You ain't from the hood & you don't deserve
It mane, in the streets they murder
Mane, and Boosie he a target, so me?
I got my 40 when I'm shittin
On the toilet, I'm paranoid
Starin' hard to get ya ass hit
Four or five chains ain't never had shit
Fuck a bitch she wanna mingle
Ha, she want my jingles
One hit wonders gettin rich off a single
What's happenin Michael Vick? Don't snitch
Tell that judge he kill deers and it's real
(Ain't got no mind)

Welcome to the mind of a maniac
(street nigga, street nigga)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
(street nigga, street nigga)